Poem written by Katie, GF volunteer extraordinaire… we never know what kinds of creative, odd, random, hilarious things are going to come out of her super-active brain…
To be sung to the tune of “My Favorite Things” or some other waltz (and still a bit unfinished):
Llamas and peanuts and happy nice people
who love you and hug you and fly to the moon,
roses and teacups and smelling the angels
and having a party with someone you know,
nice apple flowers that talk to the towers
of Doppler and radar and peachy fleece cheese.
There is a notion that comes from the ocean
that creases vice velveteen Spanish rice sneeze.
On that note, have a great day!